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Stephen O Amadi

Stephen O Amadi

Just

Just like a boat
Float on me
Just like a lamp
Light me on
Just like a dream
Dream of me
Just like a thought
Think of me
Just like a pulse
Don’t leave me untimely
Just like a wish
Wish on me
And when you slip
I will be here
Just to pick you up.

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When you say friends Tell me what you meant by friends Is it those people you go running… When you think you’ve got a proble… Or those ones social media classed…
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To whom; who death might delight, Put on your socks and your glass And glimpse through a river That breath gust of elite; gust of… Which you will miss gracefully
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